The totem orb was ten zhang tall, engraved with endless dragon patterns. The dragon patterns resembled flames and auspicious clouds, and the runes had long since dimmed and lost all vitality.
But when Long Chen saw the totem orb, he sensed a familiar aura—that very aura of a dragon clan powerhouse.
By today, Long Chen had confirmed that the dragon clan powerhouse who had been helping him was none other than the Chaos Dragon Emperor worshipped by the dragon clan.
Although Long Chen had always believed that this mysterious dragon clan senior must have an astonishing background, he never expected that he was actually the Chaos Dragon Emperor, the totem of the dragon clan's faith.
Long Chen approached the totem orb, his heart pounding wildly. Last time, the Chaos Dragon Emperor had lost contact after transmitting power remotely to help Long Chen escape.
The Qiankun Cauldron said that the Chaos Dragon Emperor had fallen into a deep sleep due to that exhaustion, and the totem sphere carried the Dragon Emperor's aura. Perhaps he could use the totem sphere to awaken the Chaos Dragon Emperor.
Long Chen stood before the totem sphere for a long time, his large hand slowly reaching toward it. Seeing this, all the dragon clan experts were shocked.
"Long Chen, don't!"
Even Bai Yingxue cried out in surprise and hurriedly grabbed Long Chen's hand.
"What?" Long Chen was taken aback.
"Are you trying to summon the Dragon Emperor with your own dragon blood?" Bai Yingxue said.
Long Chen nodded. Bai Yingxue's expression grew grave as she said, "This altar has been abandoned for so many years. Whether it can be used is now unknown."
Moreover, the amount of blood power required to activate this Totem Ball is unimaginable.
Historically, our Dragon Domain has gathered the dragon blood power of all members of our clan three times, yet still couldn't light up all the runes. In fact, we have sacrificed countless powerful beings.
You can't light up this totem orb on your own, and its powerful suction might drain all your dragon blood. "
It's okay, I want to give it a try. If it really doesn't work, I'll stop!" Long Chen comforted her.
"But even if you light up the Totem Orb, the altar is broken and useless. Not only will it be wasted, but you might even be at risk of your life." At this moment, the chief of the Red Dragon Clan spoke.
At this moment, his words no longer held his previous aloofness, and his tone became sincere.
Long Chen did not respond. His large hand slowly reached toward the totem orb, and at that moment, all the dragon clan experts suddenly began to breathe rapidly.
"Stop!"
At this moment, the chiefs of the major dragon clans shouted angrily in unison, gritting their teeth and their faces flushed bright red.
"What do you mean?" Do you think your strength alone can stop me? Long Chen's sword-like brows furrowed, his gaze icy cold, and he waved his large hand.
"Boom!"
A loud explosion echoed in the distance as the Golden Rhino revealed its true form, tossing open heaven and earth. The vast imperial might radiated outward, and even a Human Emperor expert felt extremely uncomfortable under this pressure.
"Long Chen, you've misunderstood. They are ... They are ... Bai Yingxue suddenly became hesitant.
At this moment, the scene became extremely strange. The experts of the White Dragon clan also showed troubled expressions, as if they could no longer stand on the same side as Long Chen in this matter.
Guo Ran and the others were also stunned. What was going on with these dragon clan experts?
Bai Yingxuan suddenly stepped forward, gritting her teeth and saying, "I'm not afraid you'll laugh at me. The Dragon Emperor is our spiritual pillar, but rumor has it that the Dragon Emperor ... him, if ... You know what I mean! Long
Chen instantly understood. So they thought the Chaos Dragon Emperor had long since fallen, and they didn't dare to try to summon him.
After experiencing previous failures, they believed the Dragon Emperor might truly have fallen. So, as long as the altar and the totem orb remained, they still held onto a faint illusion—this fantasy was their driving force.
They hoped Long Chen could activate the Totem Sphere, but they also feared he would, because if the Dragon Emperor truly fell, they would completely lose their courage and faith.
Their hearts were filled with conflict. No matter how powerful the dragon clan was, the Chaos Dragon Emperor was always their spiritual pillar. If that pillar collapsed, they wouldn't know how to survive.
Long Chen shook his head and said, "Your attitude is truly disappointing. In this world, anything tangible will eventually perish; only intangible things can endure forever."
The Dragon Emperor's most precious legacy is not bloodline or divine powers, but the dragon clan's indomitable spirit and unyielding spirit, as well as an unyielding iron will that never gives up.
If the Dragon Emperor really is gone, haven't you considered carrying on his legacy, shouldering the burdens he once carried, and leading the dragon clan to glory once again?
You only think about resting under the big tree, never imagining that one day you will become one, sheltering others from wind and rain. You are too selfish and too cowardly. Honestly, do you deserve to be the dragon race emperor of all beasts? Long
Chen's words thundered in the ears of all the dragon clan experts, leaving them dizzy and dizzy. Every word struck their hearts like a heavy hammer.
The great dragon clan, the proud dragon clan, when did they become so weak? If the Chaos Dragon Emperor really is gone, does that mean they won't live anymore?
If the Dragon Emperor falls, will the dragon clan never see another Dragon Emperor? Do we not even have the courage to carry the banner for the dragon clan? What are we afraid of? Is it because you're afraid of dying? No, are you afraid of failure? Probably not.
So why do you feel this way? They finally understood—it was inferiority. After losing the Chaos Dragon Emperor, the dragons began to feel inferior. Their so-called pride was merely a mask for their inner inferiority.
Long Chen's words mercilessly tore away their fig leaf. They felt no anger, only endless shame and self-blame, feeling guilty toward their ancestors.
Bai Yingxuan and the others lowered their heads in shame. Filled with anxiety and insecurity, they finally found the reason for the dragon clan's decline: in endless years, they had lost their backbone and courage.
"I can tell you with confidence, the Dragon Emperor has not fallen; he is still alive." Long Chen said.
"Really?" Hearing Long Chen's words, the dragon clan powerhouses were all filled with excitement and excitement. Some were even moved to tears—this was the best news they had ever received.
"But with your wretched appearance, if the Dragon Emperor finds out, who knows if he'll expel you from the dragon clan." Long Chen said coldly.
"As long as the Dragon Emperor is still alive, that's enough. Even if we unworthy descendants are expelled from the dragon clan, we have nothing to say. That's all because we ourselves are useless." The elder of the Red Dragon clan said excitedly.
Long Chen nodded. Seeing their attitude toward the Dragon Emperor, he felt a bit more at ease. He slowly extended his large hand, and with a sharp shout, the power of dragon blood erupted. A blood-red cross appeared in his hand, and he gently pressed it toward the totem orb.